
Two months later....
Today is a historic day for newlyweds Eza and Raisa after the pronunciation of the sacred pledge.
Devan looks sad and happy to let his favorite daughter get married. He loved Raisa so much that he did not want the little girl who is now an adult was hurt. "Dear him and love him as much as we love him" he advised.
"Yes, Pa. I promise to love him as much as you love him" Eza said firmly.
Strict guard is carried out in the wedding building, the media can only cover outside. Even if Eza wants to see reporters, it must be without Raisa. Because Devan doesn't want his daughter's face exposed.
The guests congratulated the two happy brides.
The show ended with Eza meeting reporters who were waiting for him outside the event hall. Not to forget the family also prepared food and drinks for news seekers who have been patiently waiting.
"Why alone?" ask one of the reporters.
"I don't want the beauty of the wife to be known to the public" replied Eza smiling.
Questions were asked by reporters, almost 15 minutes of question and answer sessions took place. Eza also said goodbye to reporters.
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The hour hand shows at 9 p.m., Eza enters the bridal chamber. Raisa stood in front of the mirror opening the dress she was wearing.
Eza's hands quickly helped his wife lower the back zipper.
"Have the reporters gone home?"
"Maybe" he answered. "They wanted to meet you, but I'm afraid Papa Devan would scold me if he introduced himself to the media" he continued.
"Papa does not want my daily life in the media, because he also feels uncomfortable when being chased by journalists" said Raisa.
"Yes, I don't want to see anyone else's face either" Eza whispered softly in his wife's ear.
Raisa turned her body and smiled. "Aren't you going to take a shower?"
"Do you want us to take a shower together?"
Raisa nodded shyly.
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The phone alarm goes off, making Raisa flinch awake. She looked next to him her husband was still sleeping. Raisa shakes Eza's body to wake up.
"Do you want to see Papa get angry?" ask Raisa.
Eza and his wife rushed downstairs and took a shower. The two came out together from the bathroom opening the suitcase and rummaging through the contents of the bag.
"I'm going to clean this up first" said Eza, seeing the clothes they were wearing last night strewn across the floor.
"No need, honey. Later it will be cleared, Papa will be angry if we are late," said Raisa.
Eza took his wife's hand to the hotel restaurant.
"Za, don't hurry. I have trouble walking" said Raisa.
Eza carried his wife's body so that it would arrive faster without angering her in-laws. The entire visitor's eyes looked at the two while smacking a smile.
Devan sees his daughter from a distance carried by Eza rushing to his feet.
"Za, just put me down here. I'm ashamed to see them" whispered Raisa.
Eza finally took down Raisa when he reached the dining table.
"Why are you holding her?" devan asked worriedly.
"Eh, it's okay, Pa." Raisa smiles.
"But why is he holding you? Has he been rude to you?" cecar Devan again.
Clarissa took her husband's hand. "Darling, sit!" soft talk.
Devan also sat down with his son and daughter-in-law.
"Darling, it's like you've never done it" Clarissa whispered.
Devan opened his eyes to his sweet-smiling wife towards him.
"Can we start breakfast? I'm so hungry already" Darren said.
"Surely, Son. Let's eat, Mama's hungry, too" Clarissa said.
"We've been waiting for you five minutes, next time don't be too late" Devan warned.
"Yes, Pa." Answer the two brides simultaneously.